TheNeedMachine
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When you go to an estate sale of a guy who shares a name with one of the biggest streets in the city, you know it's going to be good, but I was not prepared for this. True thrift prices, I paid $150 for everything here.
Some sick cops!
I went to an estate sale today as well. It was in a country club neighborhood that I was familiar with and knew there was a ton of money there. For perspective, this is the house next door to the house where the estate sale was:
...but the estate sale house itself was the smallest, oldest, crappiest house in the whole neighborhood - it pre-dated all the other homes by like 40 years...and was filled with nothing but incredibly overpriced junk, junk and more junk. Total disappointment. So I went to the "good" Goodwill in Atlanta / Buckhead since it was only a few miles away, even though I said I wouldn't cuz @Takai was there yesterday...and found bupkis there as well. Then to one of the "good" Marshalls, where I found an entire cartload of nothing. Hell, I could have filled five carts with all the nothing I found today.
So I went home.
Makes me appreciate the days when I do find stuff.
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